It was late in the evening she woke up. She glanced around the room and all the memories flooded her head.
She rubbed her creased forehead and her mind wandered to the events of the past years.
The many punishments he meted on her, the ridicules showered on her, the starvation she passed through all because of him, what of her recent service in the luna's chamber?
He loathed her, he despised her, he detested her but suddenly he began to long for her.
She recalled his remarks few hours ago, that he missed her, was starving for her. Wasn't all fallacy?
How could one who hated her, tortured her and almost killed her suddenly develop interest in banging her if not another form of punishment?
What about her? She wouldn't deny she desired him too.
She didn't want him to stop! She couldn't get enough of his length!! Embarrassing, but true.
She remembered the way she straddled him and her face flushed. Did she really do that?
Gosh! Alora! She clamped her hands on her face in shame.
If this was another method of torture, then Floyd had finally won because she had totally fallen for him.
Perhaps that was his plan, to get hold of her heart, use her for his sexual satisfaction then shatter her heart finally.
She wished things would get better between them, wished he would fully acknowledged her, defend her in the pack and protect her.
But wasn't that too much for a wolf-less girl like her to ask?
Nevertheless, she would take whatever would be thrown at her in good fate as always. She sighed helplessly, then scrambled off the bed.
Just then the door opened and he came in. He steadied his gaze on her and sent all her anxieties tumbling back.
How unfortunate her life was! The last time, she left before he woke up, this time, he met her before she could escape.
A surge of panic pushed her to kneel before him, forgetting she was unclad.
"Don't punish me please, I don't know what came over me, I won't let it happen again."
And just in a spark, his clouded eyes cleared off.
She could swear it was gentleness she saw dancing in his eyes! How could---- She gave him a dazed look of bafflement.
"Rise, the luna is waiting for you." He said in a voice she never knew he possessed. A gentle, soothing voice! Was she hallucinating? She should!
"Okay!!" Quickly, she rose to her feet, glanced around for her her dress which was no where in sight.
"In the closet." His gentle calm voice sounded again! It wasn't a delusion! Her body stiffened and she swayed in uneasiness.
"Go ahead, your dress is there."
He pointed at the closet and with tightened muscles and accelerated heartbeat, she walked over to it, gave him a quick glance, then opened it.
Her dress was neatly folded in the closet, she took it out, wore it quickly and hastened out of the chamber.
"Alora!" His voice halted her and her body stiffened again.
"About---- i-----see, you-----" Not able to put his words together, he raked his hair in awkwardness.
He wanted to tell he wouldn't hurt her, wanted to tell her she didn't have to panic before him.
"Never mind, go ahead." Then she headed out the room.
He gazed at the door for few seconds, then walked over to the sofa and slouched into it.
He couldn't explain his emotions, everything was difficult to figure out, everything made no sense.
Outside, Alora breathed easier and headed to the luna's chamber.
Her legs were heavy and trembled as she walked despite how hard she tried to steady them.
Once the luna sighted her slightly swaying body and her tired look, she felt a great joy. How intensely she must have been tortured to walk like a boneless creature!
Who knew the kind of tedious punishment, the alpha meted on her.
"Did you kneel for hours? Serve you right fool!!" She had a victorious smile on her face.
"And your knight in shining armor couldn't save you?"
Her knight in shining armor? That should be Otto.
There was no doubt Hera was mocking her, but she was un bothered.
She stood, too tired and lazy to respond to her. Her legs were trembling and her middle aching, the pain throbbing her had contorted her face.
She hoped Hera would end her speech of contempt soon, so she could retire to her shambled room to rest her tired body.
"How I wish he made you clean the entire rooms in this house! Or make you work in the field!!"
That was when she realized her physical feebleness had been misunderstood by her dear luna.
Hera was indeed pitiful! There she was proudly berating her, excited she was punished, little did she know it wasn't a punishment but a long drive to the peak of pleasure.
What a foolish luna Broln pack had!
"Get your filthy self out of here!!" She looked at her in disgust as she limped away.
A shallow smile crossed Alora's face. She was filthy, but the formidable Alpha Floyd, licked her clean and did it many times with her. She wasn't wrong to call her a foolish luna.
RIVERVILLE PACK
"My alpha, don't you find me worthy?"
Ever since the last time his beta interrupted their lustful act, she has tried severally to get close to him, but he wouldn't take another look at her or allow her into his chamber.
She had developed hatred for Chylde, who she felt was the reason for her bad luck. If not his untimely knock, they would have ascended the next level of their relationship.
"Annalise!! Whatever happened the other time was my fault."
He regretted everything they did. He blamed all on himself for losing his self control.
Each time he recalled that night, his body disgusted him!
"And don't think you can barge into my chamber to spout nonsense because my mother took you in or because I lost my senses that day!!!"
His voice took a higher pitch and a wild rage swirled in him.
"Sebastene we kissed, we touched each other!! Shouldn't you be responsible?"
Was that an emotional blackmail? What insolence!
Anger flowed through him like hot lava and he stormed towards her.
"I touched you? Did you just say that! You are shameless Annalise!!"
His resentment writhed his face and expanded his heart.
"Who was the one who wouldn't leave my room? Who was the one who took advantage of me? You Annalise!! But you stand shamelessly in my presence, playing the victim card!!"
He closed in on her, locked his furious gaze on her face which had turned pink with despair.
"I thank the goddess for giving me a life saving beta!! Who knows the lies you would have circulated!! Perhaps, that I forced myself on you, then make me look dirty and horrible in my pack!!"
She was a childhood friend who he liked and regarded, but right then, a massive pot of hatred was boiling in his heart.
Her face grew dramatical stricken and she wished to escape, but her legs were thwacked with immobility, and her body smacked with tremor.
He had been easy going and accommodating, but his sudden explosion stupefied her, at the same time sent a sharp bolt of shock through her.
"Sebastene, it's....."
"I'm your alpha and you should address me accordingly!!"
He interrupted her with a fierce glare which made her shudder.
"I'm sorry al...."
"Don't speak when I don't permit you!!" His eyes were spurting fire that engulfed the whole room.
He clenched his fists, then faced away from her.
"Annalise!" He called out in a deep, calm and hushed voice, which stunned her, lifted her spirit and she excitedly raised her head.
"My alpha."
"Get out!!"
What!! Her mouth hung open as it wasn't what she expected.
"Al....."
"Get out!!"
And in panic she hurried out the room before his rage swallowed her.
He paced round the room in utmost irritation, almost smacked himself for messing up. For giving Annalise a reason to think of blackmail.
In frustration, he unlocked the rear window of his room which was last opened five years ago.
He couldn't tell if it was anger, hatred or frustration, but he had no interest in the front window which faced the pack.
Facing the rear window was a large dense forest dreaded by all werewolves.
Alluring but dangerous, fruitful but deadly. In there laid fearful things he had no idea of.
But quite fascinating! Is it the beautiful flowers blooming, several edible fruits which he could identify, familiar rare herbs, and other beautiful things his eyes didn't see.
It was called the forest of death while some called it the forest of curse, perhaps because their cursed pack was abutting to it.
He stared blankly at the forest, his mind far away from his body, away from his recent encounter with Annalise.
Not quite long, he felt a chilly air run over his body, and his instinct alerted him. You're watched!
In reflex, he snapped his gaze to the left and his jaw dropped. Holy goddess!!
A sudden cold sweat hit him and he felt his wolf widened its eyes in astonishment.
Before his eyes was a creature, a wolf but a different kind. Its furs were sparkling white and fluffy. Its height more than 10 feet! A beautiful, rare, giant wolf!
What was such a beauty doing in the forest of death?
He stood in awe looking at the creature whose deep eyes pierced through him from afar and sent invisible fingers to run down his spine.
His stomach flipped when it raised its fore limbs and stood gallantly, then bent its head forward. Was it a sign?
It spread its fore limbs in the air, raised his head and looked steadily at him.
"I don't understand." Hugo muttered.
His pulse skyrocketed ! He couldn't figure out its gestured as it was odd, not used by wolves.
He watched in dumb horror as it turned and walked away, the trees bending away to create a wide path for it.
Eek!! He recovered from his shock and jammed the windows hurriedly.
He slowly sat on his bed, the image of the giant wolf in his head. Those gestures! He was certain it was telling him something, unfortunately, its signs were odd.
Even his wolf was confused.
His mind wandered, he had seen that creature somewhere but can't remember.
He sat up the bed and walked over to the sofa, then slouched down in it.
He shut his eyes, his palm on his forehead as he went deep thought.
After a long time, his brows raised and his eyes widened.
He recalled!! Hastily, he left his room.